Chapter 227. Can He Be My Dad?

“I promise,” Sybil said earnestly.

“Thank you, Sybil.” Diana grabbed her bag and left the café.

Back at Simon’s house, after a long night spent thinking everything over, Antonette came up with a vicious plan. She took out her phone and dialed a number that she hadn’t looked at in a long time.

Antonette lowered her voice, “Hello? Carl?”

The man reacted angrily to Antonette’s call.

“Bitch! How dare you call me?!”

It was Antonette’s fault that the police had been after Carl before, something he remembered very clearly.

Antonette could feel the anger in his words. She smiled. His anger was exactly what she needed now.

“Carl, don’t be mad at me! Come on! It was Diana who called the police,” Antonette said.

“What do you want?” Carl asked impatiently.

“Carl, don’t you want revenge? I’m telling you, Diana is the one to blame for your suffering. She did that to you. She also destroyed my life!”

Antonette hated Diana so much. She want